Chapter 65: Tennis and Comic Conventions

Wang Lin stood very close to him. When Li Yan turned his head to look at the passing cosplayers, she also looked back.

"There are many comic conventions here in Chengdu, you know. I've been to quite a few before~"

Naturally, Wang Lin had also spotted the passing Seraphine cosplayer. Even though she was extremely confident in her own looks, she still found the cosplayer exceptionally pretty.

The girl looked to be around her own age—probably another university freshman, right?

As for Li Yan, he felt quite indifferent. There were simply too many pretty girls in the world, and it was impossible for him to cater to all of them; he was merely appreciating the view.

Hearing Wang Lin say this, his interest was instantly piqued.

With such long, slender legs, there were just so many characters she could cosplay...

Li Yan thought for a moment and said, "Buy me a cup of milk tea. I have things to attend to tomorrow, so I need to get to bed early tonight."

Li Yan had never been one to play hard to get.

Mainly because dealing with the two of them required reading the situation accurately, just like how he was currently handling things with Wang Lin.

Even if they went for another drink, it was utterly impossible to win her over tonight.

Besides, he was genuinely tired. Quite a few things had happened today, tomorrow was the final day of the task, and he still had to go pick up his car in the afternoon.

With so much on his plate, Li Yan just wanted to head home early and rest.

Wang Lin didn't reveal what she was thinking; she just pursed her lips slightly and said okay.

And just like that, today's second cup of low-sugar milk tea was secured.

Bidding farewell to Wang Lin, Li Yan got into the car heading home.

Before leaving, Wang Lin cast one last glance at the departing young man, her eyes carrying a distinctly ambiguous meaning.

...

Taking a sip of the milk tea, Li Yan tossed it into the trash can by the entrance of the residential complex as soon as he stepped out of the vehicle.

On his way home in the elevator, Li Yan opened the front door while checking a WeChat message sent by Wang Wanjun.

Looking at the sentence, "I'm home. About what happened today... thank you."

Li Yan didn't rush to reply. He simply sent a casual emoji and ignored it thereafter.

He changed out of his clothes and headed to the bathroom to shower.

Today had truly been a busy and exhausting day.

When Li Yan walked out wearing loose shorts and drying his wet hair, he checked the time—it was already past nine in the evening.

Compared to the north, the nightlife in the south was considerably more vibrant.

Of course, Li Yan was eager to experience it. Strictly speaking, ever since he arrived in Chengdu, he hadn't yet engaged in any wholesome and uplifting recreational activities!

Naturally, everything he was doing now was merely laying the groundwork for a blissful life further down the line.

"I'm home! The restaurant today was amazing~ Next time, I'll treat you to the most authentic hot pot in Chengdu~"

Just as Li Yan sat down at his study desk, he saw a message from Wang Lin. He lit a cigarette and turned on his computer.

"Sure."

Don't let Wang Lin's proactive demeanor right now fool you, making it look as though she could be easily won over at any moment.

Yet Li Yan knew roughly that it wouldn't be that simple.

You retreat, she advances; you advance, she retreats. For any girl with even a little bit of experience, such tactics had probably become second nature.

Perhaps she had been brainwashed by the notion that boys wouldn't cherish what they obtained too easily, but Li Yan had to admit that there was some truth to that saying.

Men understood men best, and Li Yan couldn't argue with that logic.

Refusing to dwell on it further, the aftermath of today's events would be handled by lawyers; all Li Yan needed to do was pay the bill.

As for picking up the car tomorrow, Li Yan was still looking forward to it.

Regardless of whether he possessed a tycoon system or not, Li Yan was naturally thrilled about being able to collect the very first car of his life tomorrow.

Coupled with the imminent completion of tomorrow's task—the intermediate piano skill—

Li Yan had countless things he wanted to try.

Skiing, golf, tennis, racing, equestrianism, skydiving, surfing, exploration, and so on.

Naturally, every single one of these sports required financial backing to even step foot into them.

And as it happened, Li Yan had now acquired the tycoon system, which made things rather perfect.

Li Yan didn't want to turn into the kind of tycoon who only knew how to drive luxury cars, hang out at bars, chase girls, and buy, buy, buy.

It wasn't that he found it tacky, but rather that he felt another path would be far more interesting.

Opening his computer, he checked his QQ group, which had already grown to a scale of nearly three thousand members.

By now, two or three businesses near Sichuan University had already contacted him regarding advertising placements.

Of course, the money wasn't much—just sporadic payments of a few hundred or a thousand yuan, or a revenue-sharing model offered by the merchants.

Li Yan had no interest in taking on advertisements for now; those paltry sums weren't worth his time.

Speaking of which, ever since arriving in Chengdu, Li Yan hadn't even visited Sichuan University to check out his future campus, although there was a high probability he wouldn't be living in the student dormitories later on.

"Goodnight~"

"Picture.jpg"

Looking at the photo Wang Lin sent via his phone, Li Yan tapped on it to take a closer look...

To be honest, Wang Lin was starting to become even more proactive—perhaps because of Li Yan's slight brush-off earlier tonight, or perhaps due to some other thoughts.

All in all, Li Yan silently liked the photo showing those snow-white collarbones and shoulders.

"Goodnight."

After sending that, he ignored the rest of the WeChat messages and instead looked at the new wave of photo-sharing topics starting up in the freshman group.

Li Yan poured himself a glass of whiskey on the rocks, sipping it slowly while scrolling through the attention-seekers posting selfies in the group, hoping to spot a genuinely attractive girl.

What a pity.

After looking for a while, 80% of the people posting photos were guys, and the remaining 20% of girls posting photos were simply not up to Li Yan's standards.

Whenever a girl did post a photo, however, the guys in the group would go wild like a pack of starving wolves, acting as if they hadn't seen food in ages.

As for the hundreds of friend requests pending notification, Li Yan casually swiped through them without accepting a single one for the time being.

It was mainly because fewer people used QQ nowadays, and people rarely posted photos of themselves on it, making it impossible for Li Yan to tell whether the girls adding him were attractive or not.

Looks like he would have to organize a campus belle competition~

Only then would Li Yan have a justifiable reason to make certain moves.

Casually turning on the speakers to play a song by David Tao, Li Yan began searching for tennis courts in Chengdu.

Thinking of Wang Lin's pair of snow-white, slender legs, changing into athletic tennis wear must be quite a sight, right?

Remembering his dusty camera and the "Seraphine" he met on the street, Li Yan started searching for comic conventions in Chengdu instead.

Compared to tennis, Li Yan found himself temporarily more interested in comic conventions...

Glancing at the time, Li Yan decided to turn in early.

He would wake up earlier tomorrow morning to practice the piano, strive to finish the system task by morning, and go pick up the car in the afternoon.